歌词
We're going gray, we're going frail
Like the walls, the walls around us, pictures of the past
The telephone that never rings
The postman, he never brings the message from the new town
The consequence of time
Time can be cruel
Remembering my youth
I will take your hand
And travel to my past
Then, I'll dancing with you
Crying for you
Still I'm listening to my mind
We can't hold back the consequence of time
Another day, the same old dream
Your loving pain will always keep me young
The consequence of time
Time can be cruel
Remembering my youth
I will take your hand
And travel to my past
Then, I'll dancing with you
Crying for you
Still I'm listening to my mind
We can't hold back the consequence of time
Then, I'll dancing with you
Crying for you
Still I'm listening to my mind
We can't hold back the consequence of time
(The consequence of time)
(The consequence of time) still I'm listening to my mind
(The consequence of time) we can't hold back the consequence of time
(The consequence of time)
(The consequence of time) still I'm listening to my mind
(The consequence of time) we can't hold back the consequence of time
(The)
(The)
(The) consequence of time
